Bachelor Aid

Tom adjusts to the new location of 'his spot'. Ruby stands guard. Before After Tom's new place is great, big and light and roomy. All the family pitched in to send him furnishings--from Grandpa's prints to Mom's rug to John and Molly's redo of the chairs to Aunt Peg's couch, table and bed. He worked on Friday, so I spent most of the day cleaning, organizing and arranging furniture...sounds so familiar. Was I on a break or still at work? I have a problem--even 1000 miles away, I still want to put things in their right place. Favorite conversation with my brother (aside from The Lightbulb Story): Tom: sniff, sniff "Did you wash my sheets or something?" Me: "Yes, I washed your sheets, the toss pillows covers..even your duvet cover." Tom: "You can wash those?" Did we not grow up the same house? At least I was spared the Easy Mac--he had that for lunch when I was out enjoying my time in LA...by visiting a furniture factory.